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Iurij PetliuraSinger
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Content:
- Biography of Yuri Petlyura
- Maybe someone's head would spin from that... But not his...
- Yuri Barabash was buried at the Khovanskoye cemetery in Moscow.
Biography of Yuri Petlyura
Yuri Petlyura, a singer of the Generation that is now just over twenty, lived in an unusual and strange time. However, which generation in this country can't say the same? In 1974, when Yuri was born, his city was no different from hundreds of other Soviet cities. Factories, universities, theaters, museums... But there was something special about this city, scorched by the sun. Years later, Slava Cherny would write a song about it. About the Motherland. About Stavropol. And the song wouldn't be made up, not by a gram. It would be heartfelt, deeply felt. And well sung. How nice it is to return to the place where your childhood passed. Where there were good times and not so good times, where every dog knows you, where you don't have to prove anything to anyone anymore. Returning to the past... The Generation that is now just over twenty, Yuri's Generation, lived in an unusual and strange time. However, which generation in this country can't say the same?
But still, fate showed them socialism, and perestroika, and even new times, whose names have not yet been invented... Brezhnev's stagnation, the rapid succession of Andropov and Chernenko, the arrival of Gorbachev - Yuri's fellow countryman, and finally, Yeltsin... And most importantly, the consciousness of these guys did not have time to ossify, they easily embraced the change of times. But, anyway, Petlyura didn't care about politics. He was a singer. Petlyura... Yuri - Petlyura... There's your rhyme. In a song, after all, the words should be melodic... By the way, he hardly wrote any songs, except maybe "Kind people, I ask for your help..." and a couple more... But when it came to performing, no one could match him. He sang about captivity, about human feelings and experiences, he told stories from our lives. Sad, unbearably melancholic, and sometimes, on the contrary, joyful... And always truthful and sincere. Only he could sing like that.
His first album, "The Robber Benya," was recorded in a home studio. At that time, it was fashionable to have computer voices commenting between songs. "This is not Shatunov - this is Petlyura," someone says on this album, probably to avoid confusion... Indeed, an untrained person could confuse the two Yuris. Their voices were somehow inexplicably similar. But that was just the beginning. Our Yuri immediately had his own face, his own style (as they say now). And in the middle of the song "Stop, Train," some guy told us that he was the "producer of this album, thanking his wife and best friends - Vitalik and Alekha..." Vitalik and Leha were probably pleased. Audio pirates too. With their help, the album spread across the expanses of our country. That's how it was back then. Everything was just beginning. When there was an opportunity to record songs on more professional equipment, they decided that Petlyura should rerecord some songs from "The Robber...". And so they did. In addition, they picked and recorded several more compositions. That's how the album "Juvenile" was born. It was released on audio cassettes and later on CDs. And people liked it again.
The song "Rain" was then played at discos as a slow dance. Village clubs and pioneer camps were amazed by such frankness. The youth listened, the youth pondered, and not only the youth... People wanted to know what else this guy sings about? And he sang, about how difficult it is in prison, how lonely in the army, especially when your beloved betrays you. About trams and birds, who, unlike humans, live in pairs. About dark water and walls. About Alekha and about not wanting to die... In 1995, Yuri Barabash's life became associated with the company "Master Sound" and Yuri Sevostyanov, who was not afraid to invest money in "Russian chanson."
Yes, time gave birth to this strange combination of words. A mixture of criminal lyrics and courtyard songs, music from restaurants, kitchens, and entrances, songs from prison. It became easier to work with "Master Sound." They immediately offered a contract for several years ahead. They started recording albums, made a music video. Everything was done professionally...
The first one in line was "Fast Train." Perhaps Yuri's most famous work. This album was released on both cassettes and CDs. Petlyura's songs could even be heard on the new "Russian Radio"...
Could he have dreamed of this a few years ago? Well, who knows... The ways of the Lord are inscrutable.
Moscow. He lived here already. And worked, worked... Sang with enthusiasm, recorded... He sought new boundaries in his art. He tried to sing pure lyrics, then returned to gypsy songs.
Following "Fast Train," he was preparing for the release of the album "Sad Guy." It was already being advertised on television. "Guess for yourself what he's sad about, and I won't even dare to guess"...
Maybe someone's head would spin from that... But not his...
And suddenly death... A car accident on the night of August 27-28, 1996, on Sevastopolsky Avenue...
It is said that at first, they couldn't identify him. And only people who watched "Road Patrol" on Russian TV recognized Yuri.
